Revenant Kitana Novels & Stories

Galatrina sighed and smiled at the moon. "Alucard, the executioner. You sure are fast. And Teresa, the death dealer. A warrior that has never been seen to use her demon power to destroy her enemy, and the most powerful one that has ever been created. Even the past generation of warriors could not match up to her combat ability. Truly this is interesting." Galatrina soon continued to walk under the bright full moon. At the peak of the Orasio mountain lies the training ground for warriors partaking in a strict training. One of the trainees that finally be given a rank is Rioka Katanagi. A man in black hood with a grin on his face approaches Rioka.

“Mirena’s descendant is someone you know well. She was your mother’s closest friend.” Caelum stiffened. “Aunt Ellen?” I looked between the two of them, my brows furrowing in confusion but I said nothing, choosing to ask my questions later. The High King nodded. “Ellen Vale. She left the pack years ago after your mother’s death. Few remember her heritage, or the power she carries. If anyone should know anything about this tattoo, it would be Ellen.” Caelum whispered, almost to himself, “She used to braid my hair when I was little,” His eyes were full of nostalgia and longing for the simpler times of childhood, I squeezed his hand.

The council members exchanged glances, their faces etched with a mix of awe and reverence, as they grasped the magnitude of the moon goddess's plan. Then, the screens flickered to life once more, revealing a series of images that left the council members breathless. Pictures of Aethon, the Ascended of Ky'Rennei Collective, appeared alongside five other formidable figures: Rage, the fierce dragon shifter; David, the wise Prince of Atlantis; Abatrose, the just King of the Meridians; Kieran, the enigmatic Vampire King; and Niklaus, the powerful Mayan/Vampire King who reigned supreme. The council members' eyes widened as they took in the sheer might of these six powerful mates, each one a force

Queen Kalita said in a cool calm voice. Toshani's blood froze when her mother was cool and calm it was worse. "I.....I am sorry mother." Toshani said weakly her violet eyes trying to look as innocent as possible. Toshani was as beautiful as Revati. Some would say she would look more beautiful with her dark hair, and violet eyes if she took efforts to groom herself. She was reckless about her appearance unless one of her maids forced her into a nice dress and brushed her dark curls into some respectable hairdo.

Elena Romano had always known that revenge was a patient game. But tonight, she wasn’t going to be patient. Tonight, she would step into the lion’s den and remind Killian Graves exactly who he had underestimated. Standing before the mirror in her penthouse, she slid her hands over the silk of her deep crimson gown. It clung to her curves like a second skin, the dangerously high slit revealing just enough to be tempting. The plunging neckline and open back left little to the imagination—but that was the point.

her hand squeezes in another comforting way which just makes my heart sink because that’s how I feel every time this topic is brought up. “Maybe if you share your research I can help out”I offer like I have been ever since I learned anything about developing an antidote for my mothers sickness. “You know I can’t, but I promise I’ll figure it out”she says like she always does whenever I offer. I nod. She takes a small sip from her wine looking around then she says “Look Shane Ryder is here, don’t forget what we talked about”something in her voice changes when she says this to me in a hushed whisper which I barely hear above the soft music playing. When she notices the doubt written all over m

"What is it, then?" Nyx didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she stared hard at the figure, as if reading something no one else could see. Finally, she murmured, "That is an Ancient Revenant—a soul forcibly ripped from death and chained by dark magic. Someone powerful wants you broken, Luna Queen." The Revenant lifted its hand. With a flick of its clawed fingers, the earth beneath their feet cracked. Warriors were flung like dolls. Selene called her magic, shadows flaring around her palms.

Vincent was falling for her exquisitely beautiful face. Vincent felt something weird. This was the first time he felt horny, err I mean fell for a girl. “Her name is Kartika. An envoy of the ancestors to find the Alfa, and the only one destined to be the Alfa’s partner.” Wayan said. "Pa... Partner?!" Vincent was shocked. "What happened to Vincent? Does he fall for that girl?" Dini looked jelly. “As the only approved members are Adam, Bari, Carol, and Frans, we have to test you guys out first.” Ketut said.

Now that she was right in front of him, walking toward his car, he felt his body react in a way that was dangerous. Kane inhaled sharply. She was small. Petite in height, but fucking curvy. Her black jeans hugged her thighs and ass in a way that made his grip on the steering wheel tighten. The black turtleneck she wore was tucked in neatly, accentuating her waist. And that damn hair—fiery red waves spilling from her loose bun, falling around her face like a halo. The contrast of her—soft, warm, and expressive—against the darkness of the underground fighting world made her look like something otherworldly.

A sly smile curved her lips. “Soon, everything will be mine — Argan, the Dirgantara legacy, and their empire.” Her phone buzzed. A new message appeared: > “Everything’s ready. The data matches perfectly. No one will ever know it’s fake.” Revania locked the screen and glanced at her reflection in the mirror. “Goodbye, Devia,” she whispered, her eyes glinting with triumph. “You may be pregnant… but only I will be known as the mother of the Dirgantara heir.”